Today, I Will Die
written by: Carmen Frech Oliveri
Today I will die,
my small square cheeks will lay over a cold white tile,
and in my last breath,
I will call,
I will cry,
for my mother.
“I do not want to live anymore” was the phrase that like bullets shattered the glass,
but it wasn’t his life,
it wasn’t his life,
but my own
he was taking.
Today, will be the last time,
that I trip over my shoelaces,
and water from the water fountain runs down my face.
I will never again sharpen my unicorn pencil,
or stare at a speckle of dirt on the window, while my teacher reminds me to listen,
“listen” she says,
I will never,
know if that boy ever liked me,
or what favors Susan will have at her party,
or who will win the most points for the treasure box.
Today…
And I may never make it to my first field trip,
while all of the students,
enveloped in chatter, and the excitement, of a zoo on a Friday, on a school day.
-Live.
Today,
I will die,
my eyes will softly be closed by a gentle stranger,
and in one last breath,
I will call,
I will cry,
for my mother.
I am happy to rejoin the world of poetry, after so many years of silence. We all know that a little bit of ourselves lives and breathes in every single written word. Thank you kindly for reading.
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